Never Say Never
by DuchessMoonMoon13
Summary: Life after the downfall of Voldemort should be easy, but for Sirius Black, thriving in wartime was what came naturally. Surviving in the after was hell. Disclaimer- I am not JK Rowling and i make no money.
1. Chapter 1

**Haven't had a new story in a while, and I've had this idea buzzing around in my head a long, long time. I hope everyone will enjoy this one. Be sure to leave lots of kind words in the reviews! Happy Reading!  
~DuchessMoonMoon13**

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Nymphadora had to admit that post war, her life had become everything she dreamed it would someday be in the early days; when she was first falling madly in love with her now husband, falling asleep exhausted next to him at the long table in Grimmauld after being out all night on watch and having to give briefing the next meeting. He was always so kind as to lend her a shoulder back then, even when she was so tired he knew she would drool. So it was no surprise now that here, nearly two and a half years after the final downfall of Voldemort, she wanted everyone to have as happy an ending as she had managed to get herself.

First off, there was her older cousin, more of a brother-in-law really, given just how close that Remus and Sirius are, but Sirius had not done nearly as well after the war. He already had a habit of depravity that had long been laying dormant under a warrior's armor. He spent most of his nights out, on rare occasion with Remus in tote, but never going home alone. Dora couldn't help but wonder if he was lonely under that cocky, playboy facade that he wore so well, was he lonely? After all, Remus had a family, wife, son, and Dora could proudly say another one on the way. She could see it sometimes, behind his smile when he, Harry and Teddy were all laughing in a pile where Teddy had demanded to 'wrestle' in the floor.

It was on days like today that she truly worried about Sirius, the way he blew his parent's money just for kicks, and never seemed to bother learning his bedmate's name. Remus was eating breakfast calmly, sharing his over-sized bowl of oatmeal with a very excited Teddy, who clapped after each bite. "Meal!" He chortled as his father shoveled more into the boys' chubby cheeks. Tonks entered the room quietly, not wanting to disrupt the scene. She tripped however, and when she caught herself on the counter, a plate clattered loudly, causing Remus to chuckle.

"Mummy has joined us, it seems." He said, giving Teddy another bite. Teddy clapped again.

"Mummy!" He blurted over his mouth full. "Sisser!" This sound made Tonks' heart melt most of all. Little Teddy was very excited about the prospect of being an older brother.

"Feeling alright, darling?" Remus ask, sitting Teddy into his seat for the moment as Tonks sat down at the able. He moved the bowl and spoon out of the toddler's reach and moved over to the stove, dipping Tonks' out a hearty portion and adding extra cinnamon to her bowl before serving. Tonks hummed into her first bite of breakfast.

"Huge, actually."She said with a deep breath. "But good."

"Not so much longer, Dora." He seemed to be so excited, it only added to Tonks' joy. Fatherhood seemed to be Remus' true calling, even above teaching.

"Yes, while you and Teddy spend today with Uncle Harry trying to sober up Uncle Padfoot, Melody and I are going to shop for a few more clothes and things. Last minute touches." Remus nodded.

"That'll be good. Melody needs to get out. Is someone watching Ethan for her?" He ask his wife, hoping that they could have a ladies day. Both parties deserved it. "I a hoping to make a breakthrough with Sirius today." Remus added sadly. "He worries me. I don't know how to get through to him. I understand the depression in there, but drinking as he does- staying out all hours with strangers... I had more patience for it when we were in our twenties. Forty is hardly the age to be partying all night." Tonks couldn't help but laugh.

"Just don't turn him into a housewife like yourself." She said, kissing Remus' jaw. He rolled his eyes at his young wife.

"I am not a _housewife,_ Dora. I have a job. I am a homemaker." His joke made her smile. She scrapped the last bit of oatmeal from her bowl and tossed the bowl and spoon into the sink.

"Give us kisses, boys. Mummy's off." She placed a kiss on Teddy's now bright orange hair, then caught Remus' lips for a quick moment.

"Take it easy, darling." Remus reminded her.

"Always." She called back to him as she went out the door of their home.

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Sirius groaned when Remus jerked open the curtains to his bedroom and allowed the late-morning light to pour in. "Nooo." He said, curling away with a pillow over his face. Remus jumped up on the bed and took the pillow away, causing Harry, who was waiting to the side with Teddy in his arms.

"Up, Pads. Now." He said, taking the covers off the bed as he walked down the mattress and jumped into the floor.

"What the bloody hell for?" He groaned into the mattress. He was a mess, long black hair tossed and tangled, he hid his face in the bed and curled into a protective ball, rear in the air. He was clad only in pajama trousers, but this at least the other wizards were thankful for, as sometimes they were not so lucky when waking their friend.

"It's what, in the muggle world, is called an intervention." Harry said, sitting at the foot of the bed and letting Teddy down. Teddy all but ran up the mattress to his uncle, his feet unsure on the soft surface. He collapsed on Sirius and giggled.

"Unca Padfoot!" He squealed when Sirius grunted at the sudden contact that left him slightly winded.

"Hello, Teddy-Bear!" Sirius greeted, snaking one arm out of his protective ball and pulling the small boy to his chest for a hug before uncurling and sitting up. "An intervention? For what?" He looked down at the small boy in his lap and tickled him. "Did you set this up, Ted?" He ask over the fit of giggles.

"We're a bit afraid that you've gotten a bit dependent on the sauce, mate." Remus said calmly. Sirius snorted.

"Excuse me? I'm not a f-," he paused remembering that Teddy was in his lap, and refrained himself from cursing. "I'm not a bloody alcoholic."

"How much did you have last night, Sirius?" Harry ask, his voice stern. Sirius looked upward in thought.

"I split a couple bottles of Ogdin's with a broad in the pub. Shot or two more, maybe?" Neither Remus nor Harry seemed to believe this was the whole truth.

"That's quite a bit, mate." Remus said. "And your friend- what was her name?" Sirius squinted now.

"Bar... Al... Kar..." He thought outloud before shrugging.

"Hannah." Harry said finally. "Teddy didn't like her. Remus made her breakfast. She seemed to think you'd send an owl later this week. We'll let you handle that one on your own." Sirius was chuckling when Harry finished speaking.

"Yeah," He sat Teddy off his lap and laid back onto the bed. "That's not happening."

"That's disgusting." Remus said before he thought.

"That's that, Moony?" Sirius said, not moving from his new spot.

"Women shouldn't just be a passing fling like that, Sirius. You charm them all into thinking you give a damn and you don't. It's disgusting." Remus crossed his arms for a moment, then picked Teddy up when he toddled over and reached up. He'd morphed his hair to match Sirius' pale blue sheets.

"You've gotten incredibly soft in your old age, Moony." Sirius said, closing his eyes.

"No, Sirius. I have a wife. I'll have a daughter soon. I can't imagine anyone using them." He replied with a bit of a growl. "And all your girls, they're something to someone. Except to you." Sirius seemed to be offended by this statement, then bothered.

"I- I never considered that." Sirius said, rubbing his temples. "Can the rest of this _lovely_ meeting continue after I sleep this off-"

"No." Harry said loudly. "We're cleaning out the house." He handed Sirius a glass of water. "Now."

"Cleaning?" He ask, confused.

"You have stashes everywhere. They're all going to go." Harry explained. "It's for your own good. Whatever it is your running from, drinking to be away from, Remus and I are here to help. We may not be much, but we're your family, Sirius. Let us help you. Because this life- it's not healthy. When I was with the Dursely's, they always said dad was a drunk, and I know now he was not perfect the way that I always wanted him to be in my mind. But it always broke my heart to hear, and now people say that about you. Please, Sirius." Harry offered a hand. "Let us help you."


	2. Chapter 2

**Trigger warnings- Alcoholism and depression are discussed, and began to be worked through, in this story. It is a story of healing!  
Happy Reading!**

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Nymphadora loved her best friend, truly, but there were times she worried her. Melody wasn't normally one to throw caution to the wind, but had met a handsome stranger when the fear and paranoia of the war were first starting to take everyone hold. They'd shared little more than a weekend together before Kyle, who Tonks knew slightly as a Gryffindor boy three years ahead of them in school, was killed in a shop burning that was (suspected but never proven) to have been set by Death Eaters. He didn't leave Melody completely alone, however. Their son, Ethan was now five, and one of the happiest children that Tonks had ever met- but she knew that much of the time Melody ignored herself and justified it with Ethan. Though Tonks adored her godson sometimes Melody's depression that she used the little boy to hide worried her. Today however, the young boy had been left with his grandparents, to allow Melody and Dora to have some time to themselves and to be able to take their time for Dora's sake, considering how largely pregnant she was. Already they were having to stop for a snack, and they'd only been in one shop. And she intended to get her to open up.

"So-" Melody ask, taking a large bit of her sorbet into her mouth, "Do you think Teddy is ready for brotherhood?" Tonks snorted involuntarily.

"No! Merlin, no. But he'll never tell you that. He's so excited, poor baby has no idea. But I think once Hope is actually here he's gonna want to help. The boy is, after all, just like his father." She shoved a large bit of her fudge cover ice cream into her mouth and spoke around it. "He's bound to be a mother hen' just the same." Melody laughed, then huffed when a loose strand of thick black hair fell in her face. She stuffed it back into the messy bun and stirred at her snack.

"I'm surprised Remus didn't come with you, being you're about to pop, and all that." She commented. Tonks knew she was right, she was lucky to get away from his watchful eye. She had thought, when she discovered that they were expecting their second child, that Remus would not be as protective now that the war was over and the streets were once more safe. She had been wrong.

"He's busy, he and Harry have decided to stage an intervention on Sirius. Forty is old enough to grow up, and both Remus had Harry are sick of cleaning up his messes. Babying his hangovers. He's starting to worry us." She confessed. Melody raised an eyebrow. She had never been a huge fan of Sirius', from day one. They tolerated each other for the sake of Dora and Remus, and Teddy of course, but otherwise they weren't what one could call 'friends'. Melody was annoyed with Sirius' recklessness, and Sirius with Melody's, as he called 'stuffy goody two shoes nonsense'. Remus had long said it seemed to him to be sexual tension, but there was no way they'd ever get either one to admit it.

"Took him this long to stage an intervention? What took him?" She pondered. Tonks shrugged.

"Getting tired of trying to raise him too, I suppose." She winced slightly and placed a hand near her enlarged abdomen's base. "Braxton Hicks." She mumbled through the pain, then relaxed as the sharp stabbing sensation eased off. "So anyway, Remus and Harry are there now, and even took my poor Teddy-Bear as a distraction. They're going through the entire mansion and ridding it of alcohol." Melody laughed at this notion.

"I did not know Sirius could function sober." She said, shaking her head. Tonks looked her friend over and outwardly agreed. But inwardly, she wondered to herself about Melody and Sirius, and how they never seemed to be able to get alone. Truth be told Dora was reminded of flirting school children when they squabbled, but she never voiced such out loud. Not to anyone other than her husband, who had the very same notion.

"He'll have to learn sometime." Tonks said with a sigh. She loved her cousin, but she did have her doubts about how well the whole thing was going to work. After all, someone would have to spend a lot of time helping him stay dry for the first month or two. "Remus reckons he needs real closure from it all. To heal. Then he can stop." She sighed and again, her breathing short and heavy from lack of lung room. Tonks looked Melody over. Sometimes when they talked about Sirius, the metamorphmagus could see her friend relating to his plight, though it was yet another thing she'd never own up to.

"So, on to John Lewis, yeah?" Melody ask, tugging the hairtie from her locks and piling all of it back on top of her head before securing the midnight black mess back in place. Tonks nodded and stood, with a small amount of help from her friend, and Melody grabbed the one bag they'd procured so far. She smiled and leaned into her friend as they made their way up the street. "You know, I'd offer to carry Hope too, but..."

"Har Har Har" Tonks mock-laughed back. Melody got ahead of her a bit and Tonks took a rest to think of how to get her to open up.

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Sirius felt ill. It wasn't the hangover from the night before that was bothering him, but rather the fact that he had allowed his life to come to the point where the people who meant the most to him where ganging up to try and fix him before it was too late. Remus words were still ringing in his ears. 'I have a wife, I'll have a daughter soon. The women you use are something to someone. Except you.' And he was not wrong. Sirius knew this. He shivered as he allowed the speech to replay in his mind once more. From upstairs he heard a sharp 'thud' and a stream of curses escape Harry's lips. He almost wanted to laugh, but at the moment was too disgusted with himself. Remus called to the young wizard from another room, and he heard Harry head to where Remus was. He and Teddy were sitting in the kitchen, waiting patiently, as patiently as a two year old could manage. Sirius gave the young boy a quick smile.

"Shall we save them some time, Ted?" He ask. Teddy, who was colouring, looked up and grinned.

"Yeah, Unca Padfoot!" He agreed excitedly. Sirius sat forward and slid his wand out of the back pocket of his jeans and flicked it once over his head. Not a second later several bottles, decanters and flasks came flying down and clattered onto the center of the table in a large group. There were at least seventy, by Sirius' estimate. This gathered reality only added to the sour feeling deep in his gut. Teddy sat with an amazed face, thoroughly impressed at what he had seen. He clapped his chubby hands in joy, helping Sirius keep his composure. It did not take long for both Harry and Remus to follow.

"You could've done that to begin with!" Harry pointed out in a humored tone. Remus sighed and shook his head.

"Is this all of it?" He ask sternly. Sirius wanted to roll his eyes.

"Why yes, _Professor_ , it is. But you can spend the day tearing my house apart if it helps you. I mean I did just now get done fixing it up." Remus cut his eyes at his best friend, but he knew Sirius was being honest with him. And he was right, he had just finally completed the renovations on Grimmauld only three months back. It was a like a whole new place, and part of why Remus and Harry wanted to step in, before he destroyed it again.

"Sirius, that's..." Harry nodded toward the assortment of bottles on the table.

"Excessive?" He ask, giving a hollow chuckle. He swallowed back the rising bile and nodded. "I know." He looked to Remus. "What now, Moony?" He ask quietly. "You've got it all, so what is the next step?" Remus crossed his arms across his chest.

"Well- I suppose we have to dry you out. Could take a while, but we'll keep you company. Harry is going to stay here with you when work allows, and you're welcome to stay with Dora and me as often as you want. Use the kids to distract you?" He offered. Sirius nodded.

"And if I were to- shall we say- fall off the wagon?" He ask. Remus smiled gently at his old friend, the same way he always does with Teddy when he is explaining why something he's done is wrong.

"Then, we start all over the next day, Pads. Together." He pulled Sirius up into a hug. Sirius felt a bit shaky, like their first brotherly embrace when Remus learned of his innocence. After a second each man held out an arm, Remus' at shoulder level and Sirius' lower. Harry and Teddy joined their hug and held tight, letting Sirius know he had them to fall back on through the rough road ahead.

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Somewhere along their shopping and girl talk, Tonks had struck gold- or possibly a nerve, she wasn't too sure. She and Melody had ended up back at Tonks' house, because once Dora had convinced the other witch to open up, it was like a dam releasing a river after a month of floods. She'd cried and confessed everything she'd been holding back- which was quite a bit considering that she had altogether stopped telling Tonks about her problems when Remus had left her during the war, as she didn't want to be a burden on her best friend, who had enough to worry about. The biggest problem there, Tonks had told Melody, was that she'd never started back to confiding in her. But it seemed that the wall Melody had thrown up was successfully reduced to a pile of ruble. Tonks sat beside Melody on the couch, rubbing small circles into her sobbing friend's back.

"See?" She said gently, "This is why we don't hold our problems in for _three bloody years."_ Melody gave a slight, breathy laugh and nodded.

"Yeah, I'm sorry." She admitted. Tonks pulled her into as close a hug as the unborn baby within her would allow.

"So- after telling me all that, why don't you go see someone?" Tonks ask, trying not to hurt Melody's feelings. There were, after all, potions that could be taken weekly to help depression. You only needed to see a healer to determine which one was right for the case at hand.

"I-I don't know, Dora." She sniffed. "What about Ethan-"

"Ethan thinks you placed each ruddy star in the sky, Mel. He adores you, a Mummy's boy if ever there was one. He'll want you to feel better, be happier. Holding that in was very, very unhealthy my darling." She patted her friend's cheek and continued. "You shouldn't have done that."

"I just didn't-" Melody started, but Tonks cut her off.

"I am your best friend. I'm honestly a little insulted that you felt like you couldn't come to me anymore." Her voice truly sounded hurt.

"Dora, really, I'm sorry." She said, looking at her feet rather than the witch next to her. "I just wanted you to be stress free and happy."

"And you let yourself become so lonely and depressed that you were barely hanging on- all while trying to make everyone else' lives perfect? You can't do it all, Mel. Yes, I know you were trying so hard for Ethan, but you need to keep you healthy too." She stopped mid sentence and tensed up tightly, her hand shooting over to grab Melody's. Her face was not annoyed however, but pale, and Melody looked down in time to see a dark stain of water changing the color of Tonks' pale purple maternity pants. Melody couldn't help but grin.

"You know, I was just thinking my life could use a little Hope." She smiled at her own pun on the new babies name. Tonks swatted at her as she dug into her purse for her wand and shot a silvery wolf patronus after her husband.

"Shut up and take me to the hospital." She growled as Melody carefully hoisted her from the couch. Melody grinned and wrapped her arm tightly around Tonks' and disapperated them both to the receiving ward with a 'pop'.

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 **Welp- Things for both Sirius and Melody are about to start changing, it seems. I hope that all my darling readers are enjoying this story. Please know that I take neither depression nor depression related alcoholism lightly and will treat both subjects with the full seriousness they deserve. I would love it if I woke up to lots of reviews tomorrow, maybe even a goal of ten or so? Please? For meee? *grins* . Thank you all so much for reading!  
~Love and Hugs,**

 **Duchess**


	3. Chapter 3

Sirius' teeth were chattering as he sat down the hall in the now abandoned waiting area. He couldn't help but feel badly for having to come outside, but the amount of people gathered in to see Remus and Dora's new baby girl was making his skin crawl. The air in the room was too hot and heavy, only adding to his dried mouth. He had to get away, to take a breather, and he was sure in all the madness that he would not be missed. After all, everyone was there to see the knew little angel, and Sirius had to admit- she was an absolute doll. Hope Annalise Lupin was only hours old, but already she was quite popular. Sirius was thankful to have been able to be here for the birth of his newest 'niece', having been "dead" for the birth of her older brother. But now, he was starting to feel the itching at his skin and the sour burn in his throat- He needed a drink.

Actually, saying he 'needed a drink' was putting it lightly. It was becoming very apparent that he was not functioning in sort of way sober, he couldn't. By this time of the evening Sirius would be at least halfway through a second bottle of Elven wine, not nursing a bottle of water which he kept at his side simply to have something to sip on- to occupy his hands. Poor Sirius was so lost in thinking about _not thinking_ about drinking that he nearly jumped out of his skin in surprise when he realized he was not alone in the room. The sound of a small, hurried pair of trainers was being chased by equally hurried high heels clicking on the hard tile.

"Hurry up, Mummy!" Ethan yelled, stopping suddenly in front of the door to the restroom in the St. Mungo's lobby. The young boy twisted his legs tightly together and bounced about. Sirius wanted to laugh, but his head let it out as a wince- Though thankfully neither Melody nor Ethan saw.

"I'm right here!" Melody laughed, leaning over Ethan and opening the door. She tried to follow but the small wizard pushed her back out of the room.

"I can do it!" He cried proudly and pulled the door shut behind him. Melody laughed again and leaned into the door.

"Let me know if you need help?" She ask through the door. There was some sort of muffled reply, and Melody gave a nod before turning around to have a seat. She too, jumped when she noticed Sirius sitting there so quietly.

"Mels." He greeted with a curt nod. Melody gave a small, halfhearted smile as she sat down in a seat a couple chairs down from Sirius.

"I thought you may have went home." Melody replied, letting her hair down and pulling it back into a bun on top of her head before re-securing the learn mound of hair. Sirius gave a tired shrug.

"I feel like I _should_ be here, I guess." He confessed. It was a bit of a forced conversation on his part. He didn't know Melody too well personally, but he knew plenty about her from Remus. And he knew the same was true of him for Melody thanks to Dora. They're interactions were normally carefully calculated to be nothing more than polite for the sake of their married best friends.

"Hmm?" Melody hummed, glancing over at the door to the loo and back to Sirius. Sirius raised an eyebrow.

"Is he-"

"He takes a long time, he's fine." She replied. "If you're not up for being here, I'm sure Remus would understand." Sirius shook his head at this notion.

"When we were younger, and James and Lily were just about to have Harry, James would always tease about who was 'next' for the whole 'marriage, baby adulthood' thing, and Remus was always- He was completely sure he'd never have anyone. I need to be here. I missed Teddy, after all." He shivered and rubbed his hands over his arms.

"Dora told me they were drying you out." Melody said, watching the wizard next to her as he started to fidget and took a hasty swig from his bottle of water.

"Did she?" He replied, though it was obvious to Melody he was not surprised.

"You really think you can just... Quit drinking?" She ask, and this time Sirius was surprised by the concern in her voice.

"I was going to try. Its what Moony and Harry want me to do." He said quietly, taking another sip from the water bottle. Melody looked on with sympathy then took out her wand and tapped the bottle, refilling it a light beer. Sirius glanced up at her, confused.

"Sometimes, Sirius, it's okay to ask for help outside your family." She said, standing up as she heard the toilet flush. "I know you love them, but this right here..." She gestured to his shaken and disheveled appearance, "Keep it up and it just might kill you." She walked over to the door and met Ethan as he burst forth triumphantly and the two headed back down the hall. Sirius sat for a long moment before draining the bottle completely and waiting, allowing his muscles to start to relax at least a little. Though he hated to even think it, mentally he was thanking Melody as he was able to steady himself and rejoin everyone else.

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That night, after Harry had finally decided it was time for him to turn in, Sirius wondered about his conversation with Melody. She seemed to know her stuff when it came to his condition, so he wondered if a letter might be worth writing. He sat at the desk in the corner and stared for a moment, wondering what to say. It seemed every time he tried to write a letter, it came out wrong. The first one seemed far too formal-

 ** _"Madam Melody,"_**

And the paper ended up crumpled at his feet. His next attempt was too casual for their level of acquaintanceship-

 **"** _ **Evening Mel,"**  
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And it too was wadded up and tossed aside. Finally, Sirius sighed and jotted a short note.

 ** _"Melody-_**

 ** _Thanks for helping me get back to everyone. Let me buy you a cup of coffee- But we may have to make mine Irish._**

 ** _Sirius"_**

Satisfied, he attached it to the leg of Harry's new Eagle Owl, Maggie. She fluffed herself as he kindly stroked her feathers and gave his instructions before setting her off on her mission. Then he too turned and left the study to try and find sleep for the night- Though he knew it would not be easy.

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Melody awoke the next morning to Ethan jumping around her sleeping form on her queen sized bed, singing a song he had learned from his day-school. She had to smile at his enthusiasm, for her son had been a morning person from day one. He was up with the sun, but often down with it as well, and Melody liked it this way. He was predictable if nothing else, and therefore easy to plan around. She burrowed further into her pillow and waited for the right moment to strike. Soon enough his tiny feet landed right beside her face and she pounced, dragging the small boy down into a fit of giggles and tickles.

"Stop it, Mummy!" He shrieked as he kicked and squealed.

"Whats the magic word?" Melody ask through her own laughs.

"Pancakes?" He attempted. Melody stopped her tickles and ruffled Ethan's fluffy brown bedhead.

"No, but that will do for today. Pancakes it is! Go on and wash up, I'll meet you in the kitchen." She said, swatting after the young wizard as he scrambled off and down the hall. Melody sat up and stretched before pulling her dressing gown over her pajamas and sliding into her house slippers. As normal, she was in the kitchen before Ethan, and she started to pull down mixing bowls when she noticed something odd in her window basket where she planted her herbs and potions ingredients. There was an owl nestled among the new growth- a Happy looking bird. She opened the window and stroked gently at the top of the owl's slightly fluffy head. The owl opened one eye and hooted softly before stretching her wings and shaking out from her slumber.

"Mummy?" Ethan came in behind Melody just as the owl stepped into the room and held up her foot.

"We have a guest." Melody said, lifting the small boy up to the counter so that he could see the owl. "Isn't she pretty? Gently now." She instructed as Ethan reached to pet the bird.

"I like her!" He squealed as Melody plopped the boy back on the ground. Ethan trotted off to the self where he kept his crayons and took the box down, settling himself in his chair at the table. Melody smiled at his ever-growing independence as she opened the letter. All in all she was a bit surprised to see who had written her. Silently, she jotted her reply and sent the lovely owl on her way before turning back to the counter and starting breakfast.

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 **So here we are- getting into the side effect of things. I hope everyone is enjoying the story, even though this is a short chapter. Please be sure to review! Thank you all so much for reading! Hugs to you all!**

 **~Duchess**


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